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I think this is the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time.Here at home...my wife might be in the living room, watching the Tigers lose, and I'm in the kitchen where I like to read...been awhile since we last made contact so I'll say in a loud voice, "Do I have to come in there!" Or she'll say, again, in a loud voice simulating anger, "Don't make me put my foot down!" And then all is well and all manner of things are well.
I agree, it was lovely.I think this is the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time.
Menopause will cure that sweety.LOL, I don't know, she's pretty cold natured, every restaurant we go to, or store, or other house, she freezes.....lol
My wife and I have an eighteen year running battle over the house thermostat..........how can girls be cold all the time?....lol
...how in hell did you find my old avatar?...I think this is the sweetest thing I've heard in a long time.
One year they were both given these toy dinosaurs that came with a caveman. The younger put his caveman on his dinosaur and had him ride it like a horse. The older argued that the toys could not be played with together because people were not on earth until after the dinosaurs died off.
I went to the old message board, right-clicked on your avatar, then clicked "save image as" to my computer picture folder....how in hell did you find my old avatar?...
There was this once when I scratched my wife under her chin. This on the advice of Lester, a good roofer and an Objibwa...he was featured in this Pepsi poster commercial, a dancer, all rigged out in his regalia...anyway, he told me in his solemn Indian voice to scratch my wife under her chin when she was feeling blue. Then he closed his lips tight-like and looked off toward the horizon. I nodded and took his cue, remained silent...heavy words of wisdom here, I figure, Ojibwa, close to the earth and all that. After turning his attention to me again, stretching out his legs (we were taking kahvi aiga), he said Ojibwa women get all cuddly after a good chin scratching.
Makes sense, too. Betsy and Bailey like getting scratched under their chin. So it comes to pass that one evening we're in the living room, the Wings just lost a close one to the Predators, and I reached over and scratched her under the chin. She was pretty sore, mind you--the game had just ended, the Wings lost. She didn't snap, but close. All you young bucks out there...do not scratch your woman under her chin...unless she asks you to do so. Hey, learn from me.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asks me.
"Are you feeling all cuddly-like?"
Betsy and Bailey got interested in the conversation and stopped their chin scratching to watch developments.
I was reaching for her chin when she slapped me.
"Stop that! What do you think I am, a dog!"
Betsy and Bailey scrambled into the kitchen. Both of them were standing in the space between the oven and the cabinets, peeking into the living room.
Mickey Redmond and the other guy, cross-eyed Larry Murphy, came on to recap the game. We sat in silence for a time...me considering how best to punish Lester...but then deciding that no, that won't work...he'd get too much of a kick out of me taking his advice. Didn't want to give him that satisfaction. After a few minutes, my wife says, "Besides, it's my leg that itches."
So all in all, I dunno, maybe Ojibwa words-of-wisdom?
My wife and I have an eighteen year running battle over the house thermostat..........how can girls be cold all the time?....lol
oh contraire.... Aggie is HOT all the time ...... what's a thermostat ????